we had a lesabre with a 454 wildcat engine in it. mom was a leadfoot.
This guy in the town I lived in had a 65 Buick wildcat with a rag top that was rotted with holes in it. It was rusted bad and he had got drunk and shot holes in the side of it. A real POS if you know what I mean.
My Buddy went and bought himself a brand new 78 Z28 Camero when he got out of high school. One day he saw Butch in his Buick and jokingly asked if he wanted to run it over at the quarter mile. Butch said sure.
Another buddy of mine was out in the field cutting hay with his dad and when they rolled up to the start line he laughed and told his dad “look, Butch is gonna race Tim in that old POS. His dad said just watch.
That 350 was no match for all the cubes in that wildcat. To add to his embarrassment Tim said he wasn’t used to shifting the Camero yet. Lets do it from a rolling 30. Much to his chagrin that was worse.